Tekster: Train. Save Me, San Francisco (Golden Gate Edition). The Finish Line.

I thought I knew it all
I've been through the highs
Said all my goodbyes
Learned to run before I learned to crawl

It's not worth fighting for
If one of us is sure
And one of us is dying
Trying to find love's cure

I've waited all my life
To paint these cities red
The thoughts I've always had here
Stuck inside my head

It's not worth waiting for
If one of us wants more
And one of us is dying
Trying to find love's door

When we learn how to fly, we forget how to walk
When we learn how to sing, wanna hear each other talk
Here we are at the finish line
Here we are at the finish line

And you, you really thought you knew
Everything to do with holding on to me
But holding on this time is making me slip right through your hands
And now you don't understand
Trying to find love all yourself

When we learn how to fly, we forget how to walk
When we learn how to sing, don't wanna hear each other talk
When we know what we want, we forget what we need
When you find who you are, you forget about me

Here we are at the finish line
Here we are at the finish line
Here we are at the finish line